Quareia
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I stake my belief fully in a landscape alive, conscious, and present. One could term this animism, if a word is needed. As I look around me, in this familiar and unfamiliar place, I let myself immersive my self into the landscape. Feeling the movement of the breeze, the glare of the sun beaming down…
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A pattern has surreptitiously emerged out of these auguries, I have just noticed, and it is that they tend to come out once the week has already begun. I mostly wait for the inclination/inspiration to do them. This week’s augury is a bit later than the previous ones, but nonetheless, the week is just beginning,…

